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So Long, Safeway

I’ve had a strange attachment to the grocery store Safeway ever since I moved to Canada. I think it’s because my home grocery store of choice was part of the Safeway chain, but it went under the name of Dominick’s. Dominick’s was a 2 minute drive from my house and, frankly, my happy place.

That grocery store gave me so much comfort. When my husband was visiting my hometown I took him inside and he said, “Oh it’s a Safeway” to which I replied, “Um no it’s Dominick’s.” But he was right, I just didn’t know it.

When I moved to Victoria, I found a Safeway close by and when I walked in, I almost cried. It was almost an exact replica of Dominick’s except for the fact that it was smaller and more Canadian. But still, it gave me a great feeling of comfort and familiarity. Any time I felt homesick, I could just enter those sliding glass doors and pretend I was in Dominick’s.

Recently the Safeway chain was taken over by a different company. When my mom told me that the Dominick’s by our house was closing down I had to have a moment of silence. That place had been such a staple in my youth. And then the harsh reality hit me–the Safeway in Victoria would soon close down as well. And it did.

My security blanket is gone. But it’s okay because I don’t need it anymore. I will survive without it because now my little corner of Canada is familiar to me. The whole town is my comfort. However, there will always be a place in my heart for Safeway.

Now I can totally relate to that saying, “If you love something, let it go.”

I was in England when the Woolworth’s left and I felt some heartache for the people who were attached to them. However, Canterbury’s was replaced with Poundland and I think everyone forgot about Woolworth’s immediately after that. What were your Safeways like?

Haha so true about Mars Bars in Egypt. It just makes the world feel like a smaller, more manageable place.

I went on a mission there and spent about 4 months in Logan. I had an unfortunate incident where 3 other missionaries and me actually got our car stuck in the mountains and I had to walk all night to find help. I also spent a summer there. It was a little small for my liking but it was a pretty fun summer.

Yeah super small. I think that’s why I left. I mean, I like Utah but it’s just too Mormon. I like being the only Mormon I know in my group of friends haha. I’m probably the only one who feels that way.

You’re probably not the only one that feels that way. I grew up in South Dakota and I was one of just a few that were Mormon in my whole high school and two were my siblings. I liked the uniqueness of being one of only a few.